Big dream 18 years

[Literature and Art] Scattered Plum Blossoms

The rain is urgent and the wind is sudden.The wind blows and the rain enters the building, and the purple golden snake is triggered by the lightning.

Yang Kou dragged the small table by the window to the middle of the room, wiped off the leaking rainwater, grinded and wrote, and paused to think.A drop of ink condensed on the tip of the pen for a long time, and dripped onto the white letter paper.

She let out a long sigh, and suddenly started to write quickly, without adding any points, and finished it in one go. After finishing writing, she folded it and put it in an envelope without looking at it.

She threw the envelope on the bed casually, opened the window and stared at the rain scene, with a slim figure and a demeanor like a fairy.

At this moment, her son Songfeng yelled loudly from the bedroom next door, and she hurried in with her skirt in hand.She knew that Song Feng, who was only eight years old, had always had nightmares since he personally held the murderer's bloody head and placed it in front of his father and uncle's grave to pay homage.

In the bedroom, Songfeng had already woken up, and the little face that was very similar to her was covered with cold sweat. Yang Kou lovingly stroked his son's face, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Our Songfeng is the most powerful, even if there is The ghost came and kicked it away."

Song Feng calmed down, smiled nonchalantly and said: "There are no ghosts in the world."

Yang Kou sat beside his bed without moving, and he said, "Mother, go and do your work."

"Not busy, I'm tired, I'll lie down with you for a while, in case a ghost comes, our mother and I will beat him away together." Yang Kou said while taking off his shoes, and lay on the outside of his son.

Qin Songfeng let out a "huh", turned over and continued to sleep, and soon fell asleep.Yang Kou knew that if he hadn't been by his side, he would have been tossed and turned for a long time.But he would never admit it, let alone ask for it.

With this child's personality, I don't know how much hardship he will suffer in the future, but if she is not around, no one will share the hardship, or even notice it.

Listening to his son's long and peaceful breathing, Yang Kou couldn't hold back anymore, tears fell silently.

"Scattered plum blossoms are not free, and broken hearts are easy to give up.

Say goodbye to others after years, and ask the king to know that this night is worrying. "

Yang Kou loves this poem, because her life seems to be always a loss and parting, and she has never been free.

The happiness before the age of ten seems to be a remnant of the previous life. She used to be the only daughter and was loved all the time. Her mother held her little hand and taught her to write, and her father held her in the yard and recited poems line by line.But with the death of his parents, only the cold and greedy faces of his uncles are left in his memory.

She couldn't forget the bitterness of being sold into a rich family as a slave and maid, singing and dancing, and it was even more difficult for her to forget the humiliation of being sold to the Qin family as a concubine by her uncle at a high price due to her master's backwardness.How can a scholar's daughter be a concubine?

She thought of the wedding night, when she suddenly saw her husband with a resolute face and a healthy figure, she felt a shy expectation in her heart.In the early morning of the next day, the husband told her that his first wife passed away due to illness three years ago.

At that time, she felt very moved, such affectionate men were rare, as a concubine, it was a joke to ask for any kind of sympathy, and having such a husband was already a blessing in misfortune.

She did not expect that her husband did not treat her badly, but she had nowhere to express the grievance in her heart.

Her husband is very polite and respectful to her, but he seldom comes to see her, and even when he comes, he comes when he is about to go to bed, and he gets up early the next day to practice martial arts and never returns.He didn't hate her, but every time he talked to her, he would show the expression of a naughty boy when his parents forced him to send him to school.Because she only knows the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting taught by her parents and the singing, dancing and music she learned when she was a maid, while he only knows how to use a sword.

Her husband is the second head of the "Chisu Sect" of the Jianghu School. Although the Qin family's house is large, it has no servants. It only lives in a group of disciples who have not yet graduated from the master. There are men and no women. The "Er Niang Yang", who is as beautiful as a fairy, speaks; she has a sister-in-law, but the sister-in-law is the sister of her husband's deceased wife. Every time I see her, I think of her dead sister and suffer so much that I simply avoid her.

In her life, there was only loneliness day after day.

Later, Songfeng was born, and she finally had a companion.

Although Songfeng is a boy, he looks very similar to her. Since Songfeng was a few months old, when people saw him, they always sighed, if only he was a girl, how can a boy grow up like this!

Yang Kou was secretly happy about this.The infant Song Feng grows up day by day, can laugh, walk, and talk... Yang Kou seems to have returned to the time when he was a few years old, laughing and making trouble with his son all day long, and bought all kinds of weird things. Thinking about it together with the little toy, his temperament almost returned to the lively and agile one before ten years old.

As her son became more sensible day by day, it became more and more difficult for her to bear her husband's strictness towards him.

The husband seemed to be very afraid that his son would grow up to be like her. Since the child was three or four years old, he would fight with fists and kicks whenever he felt dissatisfied, and even used sticks or whips. It's even harder to beat the servants.She repeatedly persuaded her son behind her back, but her husband never took it seriously.Finally one day, when Songfeng was beaten, she rushed out crying and hugged her husband, but for the first time, he spoke harshly to her and told her to mind her own business.

She refused to let go, and was grabbed by her husband and locked into the house.

It wasn't until now that she realized that she was a concubine after all, and she had no right to object to her husband disciplining her son.

This made her feel like falling into an ice cave.

The son grew up day by day. Fortunately, he didn't become rebellious or timid because of his father's excessive strictness. The bad thing was that he didn't resemble her at all except for his appearance. He couldn't put books in his heart, only sword skills.When he was five years old, he sprained his foot while practicing Qinggong, and one foot was swollen to the size of two. She was so distressed that she shed tears, but he comforted her nonchalantly, and continued to practice swords by jumping on one foot. , He also said that he could take the opportunity to practice how to exert strength after one foot is injured.

The only consolation is that after all, her son has been close to her since she was a child, and comes to talk to her every day, so that she will not be too lonely.

She thought her life would go on like this, but when Songfeng was six years old, her husband and her husband's elder brother were involved in conflicts and were killed at the same time.

Although the husband and wife are not considered loving, they are her son's father after all. She only feels that the landslides and the ground are falling, and she cries every night, and there is no smile on her face anymore.After the funeral, she was forgotten in a remote corner. Except for her son, she couldn't find anyone to talk to, and even her sister-in-law, who became a widow at the same time, never came to see her.For her, the Chisu Gate became an ice cellar within an ice cellar.

She understands that everyone has their reasons.But what a terrible thing it is to only talk to one person in a lifetime, even if that person is her most beloved son.

One day a year later, she couldn't bear the boredom and pain in the middle of the night, and stepped out of the courtyard where she lived to relax.Some flowers on the side of the road had just passed their flowering season, leaving broken petals all over the place, she was moved by the scene, and whispered desolately: "Flowers fall and flowers fall in spring."

A long and deep male voice came from the grass: "Heaven and earth—will we meet?"

This sentence is almost making trouble, but if you think about it carefully, it is not without the meaning of persuading people to be open-minded.She thought it was a little funny, the corner of her mouth twitched, she turned her head, and what she saw was a handsome and elegant young man, so handsome that she thought only her son could compare with it when he grew up.And this extremely handsome young man was looking at her with eyes like those of a fairy, enthusiastic but not burning.

At this moment, she understood what it meant to be golden wind and jade dew, once they met, they would surpass countless people in the world.

The true love blooms at the wrong moment. She has amazing beauty since she was a child, but it was not until she became a young widow with a son that she met a man who truly loved her.

And that man is gentle and subtle, affectionate, just like the father she remembers deep in her memory, like the sweetest, most beautiful dream of her girlhood, which she dared not expect too much.

She couldn't let go of her young son, but even more couldn't let go of the first love in her life.

In the following year, they got together less and separated more, and when they got together, they used poetry and prose to make peace. Although there was no intimacy beyond the norm, the two hearts had already become closer and closer.Now, her husband's vengeance has been avenged, and for the first time he tremblingly made his request: "Follow me."

But she can't take her son away, because Songfeng is already the second head of the Chisu Sect and the greatest hope of the Qin family.

She can't even remarry, she can only elope, because even if people in the Jianghu don't pay attention to etiquette, remarrying the biological mother of the second master of Chisu Sect will be a scandal that attracts people's ridicule.

Yang Kou quietly lit the oil lamp on the table in the distance, and carefully looked at Song Feng's face that was very similar to hers. He was very cute when he was asleep, unlike when he was awake, he always had a steady and determined expression .

If she left, Songfeng would be an orphan without father or mother.

But she can only choose one son or lover.She can only choose one of the loving mother who has been trapped in the corner of Chisu Gate all her life, and the elopement woman who broke the cage and abandoned her family.

She stretched out her trembling hand and touched Song Feng's face again.Songfeng also seemed to feel his mother's hand in his sleep, showing a trusting smile, but did not wake up.

She stared blankly at her son's immature smiling face, tears flowed more and more, quietly exited the room, and resolutely rushed into the rain.

Her handsome lover was standing in the shadows outside the courtyard, his whole body was already soaked by the rain, smiling at her with infinite tenderness.

Yang Kou approached her lover, bursting into tears like a fountain, melting into the heavy rain on her face, she almost said "I'm sorry, I can't go".

Her lover, however, was full of guilt, carefully held up her slender white hand, kissed her fingertips, and said, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry for your child."

Yang Kou trembled all over, hugging his lover's shoulders tightly for the first time, feeling the indelible warmth of the cold rain on his body, the words of farewell that came out of his mouth finally turned into footsteps walking away side by side.

Many years later, Yang Kou once stood in the crowd, wearing a thick mask, and saw Song Feng growing up from a distance.

She didn't know that he failed to read the letter she left, and that he was still looking for her, but she only knew that the face that was still very similar to her was determined, and there was no trace of haze in his eyes.Even so, years of guilt made her ashamed to recognize her son.

She was very worried that this was the last side of her life, but she couldn't imagine why this was the last side of her life—a few months later, she and many family members of the White Dao Alliance were attacked by the enemy.

The shameless butcher rushed into the helpless women and children, and blood flowed everywhere she went. She tried in vain to protect her nine-year-old son, but she could not escape the end of both being killed.

At the moment when she was dying, she thought of Song Feng, tightly protected her mask, and silently prayed to God not to let anyone see her face.Having an elopement mother is such a shameful thing for the Qin Er sect leader who is praised by everyone.

She never thought that in those short eight years, all she brought to Songfeng was peace and happiness.

So Songfeng's greatest hope is to make her safe and happy.

【Normal Edition】Purple Electric Green Cream

"Bitch."

Zi Dian stared at a letter viciously, his hands were cold, his forehead was numb, and for a moment he was burning with anger and murderous intent.

The letter was written by her brother-in-law and brother-in-law's concubine. When someone found this letter this morning, she had already taken advantage of the heavy rain last night and fled without a trace with the bitch she didn't know where to find.

——The mother of the current second sect master of the Chisu Gate actually left behind the eight-year-old junior sect master, and eloped with his mother's letter!

"What a fucking ice cellar! What kind of ice cellar is our Qin family!" Zi Dian swiped his arm, smashing all the pots and cups on the table, "Bitch, I need you enough to eat and wear, so I'll be your mother ? Your mother has eloped and still arranges me like this!"

She tore off the hanging picture on the wall and tore it to pieces.

She slapped the wooden table in front of her, the force of the shock hurt her palm, and her face turned pale with pain.

She finally sat down on the ground and burst into tears: "Shuang'er, I'm sorry, I found a poor woman for my brother-in-law!"

Zidian Qingshuang was a pair of famous chivalrous sisters in Jianghu many years ago.The older sister, Zidian, is famous for her fast swordsmanship, with extraordinary skill and straightforward temperament; the younger sister, Qingshuang, has been weak and sick since she was a child, and her swordsmanship is mediocre, but she is dignified and beautiful, generous and cheerful, and has settled many disputes for her sister.

Their parents have long since died, wandering in the rivers and lakes, relying on each other for life.Zidian loves this younger sister very much.

Later, Qingshuang fell in love with Qin Songfeng's father, the second head of the Chisu Gate at that time, and took Zidian to the Chisu Gate to meet her in-laws.

The elder brother of the second sect master is the sect master in charge of doing business, and he is also unmarried.The master of the door is not good at martial arts, but he is humble and kind, and he is very attentive in serving tea and water.Zi Dian has a tough personality, and doesn't get along with the reckless men in the world, but has a good impression of the gentle door master.

Isn't it a good story for a sister to marry a brother? What's more, the elder sister and the elder brother are not yet married, so how can the younger sister and younger brother get married first?Under the instigation of everyone and Qingshuang's encouragement, Zidian and his younger sister married into the Chisu Gate together.

Zidian soon gave birth to a son, named Songming, but never had a male and a half female; Qingshuang was always infertile.

The Qin family has always had a small population, and infertility is common, not to mention that Qingshuang and his wife are so sweet, so Zidian's brother-in-law didn't mind, and even took in a smart and down-to-earth apprentice, Qian Rui, planning to marry him if he had no luck. Zi Dian and his wife had nothing else to do, so they let Qian Rui take over as the head of the second sect.

The master of the door is busy with business, and Zidian concentrates on raising his son, and has no time to care about the affairs of the world. After several years of stability in the Qin family, the once famous sword in the world has slowed down.

She has some regrets, but she is content. Now, she has a younger sister who has been close to her since she was a child, a husband who tolerates her impatience, and a son who is quite talented in business. Now that she is complete, why bother to ask for extravagance? .

She never expected that her sister would leave her so early.

It is true that Qingshuang has been weak since she was a child, but she has become much stronger after practicing martial arts, so when she suddenly fell ill and was dying, everyone was caught off guard.

When the No. 11 doctors invited also advised them to prepare for the funeral, Zidian vomited blood and fainted on the ground, and her brother-in-law rushed out to hide in the mountains and cried all night.

No one told Qingshuang the truth, but Qingshuang himself realized that the end was approaching.Before she died, she held her husband's hand and said that after her death, the husband would not marry another wife, but he wanted to buy a concubine and give birth to a child of his own. This concubine should be chosen by her sister. It is best to choose the most beautiful girl to give birth to. the most handsome boy.

The husband cried bitterly and agreed to her.

Three years after Qingshuang's death, Zidian personally found a matchmaker to choose a concubine for her brother-in-law.

Following Qingshuang's instructions, she bought back a young girl with an innocent background and extremely beautiful appearance.From then on, she tried to avoid meeting the little girl, because every time she met, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her younger sister. Qingshuang's early death was the most untouchable pain in her life.

What comforted Zidian was that although the little girl was stunning, her brother-in-law did not forget about Qingshuang. Even after the birth of his nephew Songfeng, he still spent every festive season at the funeral of his dead wife.Zi Dian knows this better than anyone else, because every festive season, she always visits her younger sister's coffin and prepares a few plates of fruit dishes that her younger sister loved since she was a child.

The brothers of the Qin family are good husbands who are hardworking and take care of the family. They don't cheat in the mall and don't kill indiscriminately in the rivers and lakes.Zidian never understood why the heavens were so heartless and wanted to take them away at the same time?

The news that the brothers of the Qin family were murdered abroad was like a bolt from the blue to Zidian and the entire Chisu Sect.

Her son Song Ming took up the account books left by his father and continued the business of Chisumen; her six-year-old nephew Song Feng could not pick up the sword left by his father to go out for revenge.

Zi Dian then drew her sword, and the rookie Qu Ze, who was recruited by Qian Rui, his brother-in-law, stepped forward, eager to fight her. The Kuaijian Zidian 20 years ago and the Kuaijian Xiaoqu 20 years later reunited, but the result was unexpected—Zidian was powerless to fight back.

This former master of fame has to admit that she has already lost the world and cannot bear the heavy responsibility of revenge.

Although she was the loser, it was Qu Ze, a 15-year-old boy who hadn't grown up in stature, who was shocked. He didn't speak, but his eyes kept asking, "Why is Zidian's sword so slow?"

For the first time, Zidian felt regret, if he hadn't procrastinated in secular affairs and neglected to practice...

But how can there be such an "if" in the world?

Zidian's heart was empty, only to realize that in these years, she not only lost her sister and her husband, but also lost herself earlier.

Time flies, and two years later, Qu Ze and Qian Rui, who were seriously injured, brought back the murderer's head. Qin Songfeng personally put the head in front of the grave of his father and uncle, determined to revive the prestige of the Chisu family when he grows up.

Although he looks very similar to his stunning biological mother, he did not show timidity when holding the head in his hands. Seeing this scene, Zi Dian felt a little comforted.

Unexpectedly, just when she thought everything was settled, Qin Songfeng's biological mother left a book and eloped.

Zi Dian frantically hid in the room cursing that ignorant "slut", and was worried that if the matter spread, it would damage the reputation of Chisumen.The brother of the master of the sect was killed on the same day, but Qu Ze, an outsider, had to rely on Qu Ze for revenge. The face of Chi Su's sect had already been lost nine times out of ten, so how could they bear this fatal blow again!

"Bitch! Bitch!"

Cursing and cursing, Zi Dian suddenly felt that he was a bitch. Twenty years ago, if someone told her that she would sit on the ground like a shrew in the future, crying and cursing a concubine with a poor life, she would have sneered and drawn her sword to strike at her.

So what has she done all these years?

Just when she was regretting, Qin Songfeng, who was kept in the dark, came here and asked her if she had seen her mother.

Zi Dian said coldly: "You remember wrongly, you don't have a mother."

Qin Songfeng was a child after all, he didn't see that his aunt was in a bad mood, he seemed to think he had heard wrong, so he asked again.

He really looks like that "slut", his delicate face is full of confusion, he looks so innocent and immature.Zi Dian looked at this face, her blood rushed to the top of her head, when she realized what she was doing, Qin Songfeng had already fallen to the ground, and she beat him desperately with a stick she found somewhere.

She heard that Qin Songfeng had no fear or pain, but kept repeating in a voice that was as cold as a child's: "Where is my mother!"

She also heard herself sneering and repeating in a voice like a shrew: "Ask again?"

Qin Songfeng's body was already covered with blood, but she didn't stop.

At this time, Qin Songming came crying, hugged her from behind, snatched the stick from her hand, and ran away holding Qin Songfeng who could no longer stand up.Seeing that Qin Songfeng was still not crying, Zidian stared directly at her, his delicate face as cold as ice.

Zi Dian was in a daze for a long time, and for some reason, suddenly became frightened, thinking that Qin Songfeng would be unfavorable to his son in the next moment.

She quietly approached Qin Songfeng's room, peeped in through the window, and saw Qin Songfeng lying on the bed, naked, revealing a pale, thin, skin-bruised body, Qin Songming carefully applied medicine to him.

Qin Songming said: "My mother doesn't know what happened today, don't mind."

Qin Songfeng said: "I don't mind, do you know where my mother has gone?"

Qin Songming said: "I don't know. I heard people said that she got lost. I'll ask my friends in Jianghu later...Do you hurt? My mother is too hard."

Qin Songfeng said: "It's okay, my aunt is very powerful, if she really hits hard, I won't be able to live now."

This sentence seemed to have slapped Zidian on the face.

She returned to her room in a daze, and really slapped herself twice with her backhand.She recalled Qin Songfeng's fearful expression at that time again, and suddenly felt that he was no longer like a "slut", but a bit like herself when she was young.

Wouldn't he want to protect Yang Kou just like she wanted to protect Qingshuang?

Zidian 20 years ago, why did it pay attention to the so-called face of the world?

"Bitch." She sneered and looked at herself in the mirror, "Bitch!" Her tears fell again.

Later, she gave the "slut" letter to her son and asked him to hide it, so as not to hurt Qin Songfeng's ambition.

She picked up the sword she hadn't pulled out for several days, and practiced in a place where no one was around...it was still so slow that it made her sick.Because what is barren is not only the swordsmanship, but also the heart and soul of a swordsman.She realized this now, but it was too late.

The swordsman has lost his swordsmanship, the elder sister has lost his younger sister, the wife has lost her husband, the only son always has his own life, and the mother can't pester him all day.Things have come to this, how will the future live?

Re-emerged?Her swordsmanship will only damage Zidian Qingshuang's reputation.Elderly care at home?The unchanging days, looking back from now, can see through the ending at a glance.

Does Yang Kou really have nothing to be jealous of?Although she is cruel, at least she knows what she wants.Moreover, if he had treated her better at the beginning, things might not have developed to where they are today.

In her wild thoughts, she seemed to have another dream, dreaming of the happy days when she was a teenager and her younger sister galloping in the rivers and lakes.

She remembered that although she had a good impression of her husband, she was not to the point of committing herself to marrying him. Marrying him was just because she had been dependent on her sister for many years and was reluctant to part with her.Who would have thought that life and death are impermanent, and fate will end in a blink of an eye.

Now, her husband is also dead; her son has grown up and doesn't need her anymore; her nephew's swordsmanship is taught by Qu Ze, so she doesn't need her either.

She thought of the thick account book her son often turned over, which was so thick that it gave her a headache; when she thought of her own sword, it was so strange that it made her blush.

Over the years, God has given her a home. Now that the home is destroyed, everything else seems to have little to do with her, but she can no longer find her original self—the staunch person who never admits defeat and never gives in. heroine.

She finally thought: "Since Zidian is already dead, why not—"

After hesitating for a moment, she said to herself again: "If I still feel this way in ten days, I will die."

On the first day, she felt so.

The next day, she still felt the same way.

……

On the tenth day, she still felt the same way.

She put on the purple clothes she wore when she was a girl, holding her own sword in her right hand and Qingshuang's sword in her left hand, and came to the spirit of her husband and sister.

She wanted to kill herself with her sister's sword, but somehow her wrist softened and the sword fell to the ground.

Of course, my sister doesn't want her to die, just like my sister wants her to marry into Chisu's family together.

With a gentle look in Zidian's eyes, she called "Shuang'er", picked up the sword, put it back into the scabbard lightly, sat on the ground, and put it across her lap, just like holding her sister on her lap when she was a child; then she He drew his sword.

Green frost spreads the floor, purple lightning breaks through the sky, and the parents who died young never chose the wrong name.Does anyone know why she was so obsessed with falling to the ground with her?

"It's actually you who I'm most sorry for." She wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, and said solemnly to her face reflected in the blade of the sword.

That night, in front of the spirits of her husband and sister, Zi Dian used her own sword to end her own life.

According to legend, the heroine Zi Dian committed suicide by committing suicide, which is a model for martyrs.

[Third Type] One tael of silver

The day before Zi Dian committed suicide, she once said to Qu Ze: "My nephew will be handed over to you in the future. If he dares to disobey, you can hit him as you like." Only later did Qu Ze know that it was her last words.

Qu Ze didn't quite agree with her last words, but in the end he still carried out her last words.

Qin Songfeng was an obedient child since he was a child. He loved swords and became obsessed. He was steady and sensible, so why should he be beaten?

It didn't exist originally, but since Yang Kou disappeared and Zidian committed suicide, there has been.

From the age of four or five, under his father's strict discipline, he almost never cried again.But for a long time after Yang Kou disappeared, people often saw him weeping blankly holding the things left by his mother.Now Qin Songfeng's identity is the second master, it will be very bad if it goes on like this.

So how to make him strong as soon as possible?Now there is not a single woman in the entire Chisu Sect. This group of rough men almost don't know what sympathy is, and they all agree that it will be enough to beat him a few times.

But how can a person from the Chisu sect beat up his second sect master?The master of the door was soft-hearted, and this important task soon fell on Qu Ze's head.

Qu Ze didn't think there was anything wrong with this.He even felt that looking for Qin Songfeng who was hiding and crying everywhere, and beating him up again, would be an interesting battle of wits and courage.

Of course, he won't strike lightly like Zidian, leaving at most a little skin trauma, so that although Qin Songfeng will feel pain, he can continue to practice swords with him the next day.

Sometimes he would laugh while beating Qin Songfeng, saying that you kid hid in such a hidden place, and I found it.Qian Rui privately told him not to go too far, but he didn't take it seriously.

Later, the sect master couldn't stand it anymore, and begged Qu Ze to strike lightly, but Qu Ze swore that he would never break it, and he was very measured in his strikes.

Qu Ze never felt that he was too much, firstly because he was only under twenty, young and ignorant, secondly because he had no mother since he was a child, and did not understand why Qin Songfeng was so sad, thirdly because Qin Songfeng never cried out for pain, And no matter how bad the pain was, he would get up and leave by himself, without making him feel guilty. Fourth, even so, Qin Songfeng had a good relationship with him, discussing sword techniques all day long, and never held any grudges.

Two years later, Qin Songfeng completely concealed his longing for his mother, and there was little chance of being beaten.Qu Ze almost forgot about it.

Something happened to Qu Ze before Qin Songfeng had time to really leave the teacher.

That year, Qu Ze's mentor was murdered and framed by his fellow disciples. He inexplicably became a frenzied murderer of his mentor, and was chased and killed by the righteous and indignant heroes of the Bai Dao until he had nowhere to go.

At the moment when Qu Ze was seriously injured and thought he had no reason, Li Xiao, the owner of Zuizun Castle, fell from the sky.

Li Xiao said, if you are not willing to take refuge in me, I will rescue you.

Qu Ze said, I have lived my life upright and straight.

Li Xiao said, it doesn't matter, when you arrive at Drunken Sun Fort, you can only be responsible for dealing with underworld disputes, and don't kill half of the good people.

After all, Qu Ze was unwilling to accept death and agreed.Li Xiao took him out, and he was very considerate and merciful, and didn't kill any of the Baidao people present.

Qu Ze was in a coma for several days. After waking up, he was already impressed by Li Xiao's swordsmanship. He couldn't help but ask Li Xiao, why should he show mercy?

Li Xiao said, your brother Qian Rui is reversing the case for you. I am afraid that someone will be killed, and relatives and friends will not dare to touch Zuishi Castle, but will go to Qian Rui for trouble.I also admire a loyal person like Qian Rui.

These words made Qu Ze recognize this elder brother on the spot.

Everyone in Drunken Ridge Castle was convinced when Li Xiao was mentioned. It is said that because Li Xiao’s reputation is so good, those who don’t admire him will either admire him the same after entering the castle for a few years, or they can’t bear the admiration of everyone around him. Choose Fortress.

There is only one strange thing, it is said that Li Xiao built a Sleeping Star Courtyard in the depths of Drunken Sun Castle, raising a strange and delicate young man, I don't know why.Qu Ze originally thought it was a rumor, but when he entered Zuizun Castle, he realized that it seemed true.

One morning, Li Xiao mysteriously told Qu Ze that he would take him to a place on condition that he abide by the rules there.

Qu Ze asked where.

Li Xiao said that to go to a place where only good people who can lie can go, the condition is to lie - lie that there are only good people there, even Li Xiao is a good person.

Qu Ze agreed in confusion, and for the first time found that Li Xiao was indeed a bit evil.

What he saw in Sleeping Star Courtyard was [-] times better than Li Xiao's evil sect.

Wei Lao, a surgeon who has always been reticent and expressionless, is telling a story to a boy with a kind face; Wang Guitong, the steamed stuffed bun owner, was smiling and putting a large plate of desserts with cute shapes and attractive colors on the table, asking the boy to eat more.

The boy looked to be in his early teens, and his appearance was quite good. Unfortunately, he was delicate and tender, without any masculine appearance, and the way others looked at him seemed to be pampering an ignorant toddler.

He saw Li Xiao from a distance, showing a sweet smile full of dependence, which was so sweet that he didn't look like a little man.Qu Ze was covered in goose bumps from his laughter, and suddenly missed Qin Songfeng a little bit.

He thought to himself, it was fortunate that Chi Sumen was cruel enough to Qin Songfeng, so that the boy who was born like his mother that day was not raised into such a nondescript appearance.

Li Xiao turned a blind eye to Qu Ze's frightened eyes, and introduced that the boy was Shu Liu, his adopted brother who was raised by himself, and asked Shu Liu to call Qu Ze "the fifth elder brother" - Li Xiao had tried his best to reject all opinions, Appoint Qu Ze as the fifth person in Drunken Sun Fort.

Shu Liu stood up and gave a scholarly salute.

Wei Lao, Fan Guishou and Wang Guitong chatted and laughed with Qu Ze cordially, asking him to have some breakfast again, their voices were as warm as spring.Qu Ze secretly admired them for pretending to be serious.But after breakfast, Qu Ze's state of mind has changed from suspicion to confusion, and he can't tell whether it is fake inside the Sleeping Star Courtyard or outside the Sleeping Star Courtyard.

After the meal, Wang Guitong went to study recipes, Fan Guishou went to study poisons, Wei Lao went to study medical books, Shu Liu took a short rest, and then sat in the study to read.Curious, Qu Ze walked into the study to spy, but was intimidated by the obscure and difficult words and dense annotations in the book, and did not dare to look down on it.

Qu Ze is just a rough man who can barely read, and he always admires people who can read.

From then on, Qu Ze lived in Sleeping Star Courtyard, maybe he was deceiving himself and others, but this place is full of righteousness, staying here for a long time makes him forget his worries.

It didn't take long for Qu Ze to discover that Shu Liu was not only knowledgeable, but also had a good foundation in martial arts. He was Li Xiao's only personal disciple who spent the most effort, and his swordsmanship was already quite advanced.

With itchy hands, Qu Ze practiced a round with Shu Liu while there was no one around.He discovered two things.Firstly, Shu Liu is not only delicate and tender beyond his imagination, but also delicate and delicate; secondly, Shu Liu can practice swordsmanship to an "acceptable" level under such circumstances, which shows that he has excellent talent , Li Xiao is simply reckless.

The next day, Li Xiao came to him to question his teacher, and told him to be gentle next time and not to bully the children.

Qu Ze thought to himself, the conscience of heaven and earth, his strike is light enough, so what else?He even suspected that Shu Liu had secretly complained to Li Xiao.But within a few days, Shu Liu came to him to practice sword again, saying that he gained a lot from practicing sword, and the others let him go too far.It's just that you must hide it from your elder brother.

Qu Ze thought it was very interesting, so he practiced against Shu Liu several times.But in less than half a month, Li Xiao found out again, because a small injury to Shu Liu would leave obvious marks, and if there were too many injuries, he couldn't hide it.

Li Xiao didn't blame Shu Liu for a word, in fact, Qu Ze had never seen Li Xiao make a face to Shu Liu.So Li Xiao came to Qu Ze, and still didn't mean to blame him, but told him that from today onwards, every time he left a scar when he and Shu Liu were fighting swords, he would be deducted one tael of silver from him.

Later, Qu Zecai practiced with Shu Liu once, but he was too poor to afford clothes. From then on, no matter how much Shu Liu begged, he never dared to do anything casually.

There is a saying that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. A few years later, in Qu Ze's heart, Shu Liu has become a role model of a good boy in the world.He even felt that Shu Liu had a cheerful and upright personality, his swordsmanship was above average, and he was proficient in both civil and martial arts, and was proficient in many acrobatics, which seemed to be more capable than Qin Songfeng who knew nothing but sword practice.

Thinking of Qin Songfeng, Qu Ze always felt guilty.Now he doesn't understand why he couldn't empathize with the pain of an eight-year-old child who suddenly lost his mother.

Maybe it was because at that time, Qu Ze's master was still alive and well.

Sleeping Star Courtyard is as beautiful as a dream, and it is indeed a dream. Except for Shu Liu, everyone here knows that they are having a dream that they will wake up at any time.

So on the day the dream was shattered, Qu Ze wasn't surprised, or even regretted, but worried about Shu Liu who was about to know the truth.

After Li Xiao left Qu Ze behind, he quietly told him Shu Liu's real life experience, and told him to try to ensure Shu Liu's safety.

Qu Ze thought it was easy because Shu Liu's biological father, Ji Ying, was very popular.